Crimes of the Light

Chapter 19: Father?

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Hermione's PoV:

When I woke up, I noticed that I was tied to a chair in a large room. I tried to wriggle free but it was useless, the ropes must be magically bound. Suddenly, I realised that i wasn't alone, tall dark figures stood lurking in the shadows staring intently at me. As I looked round the room, my eyes landed on the man from the woods and the memory of the events leading up to this moment came flooding back. It was now that I realised the severity of the moment and immediately tried to escape, thrashing around and screaming for help.

"No one is gonna come save you sweet heart, even if they try to your surrounded by Death-Eater's in the middle of a manor, so don't try anything." Mcnair sneered at me, causing me to fall silent. Although, as if my prayers had been answered, Lucius and Narcissa came bursting through the doors.
"HERMIONE!" Narcissa exclaimed, rushing over to me and undoing the charms on the ropes causing them to fall loose.
"What in merlin's beard are you doing!" Lucius he growled at the other men.

"We found the Mud-Blood, you know the best friend of Harry Potter and thought we would bring her here so for information, we have already contacted the Dark-Lord, he should be here any minute." A scruffy looking man said stepping into the light.
"Anyway, why are you two so concerned over a filthy Mudblood in the first place." He said, a triumphant smirk plastered across his face.
"She so happens to be my daughters best friend and is in search of her real parents who we believe are fellow Death-Eater's." Lucius sneers at them, almost instantly shutting them up.

Without warning, the temperature in the room dropped dramatically and an icy wind flooded the room. All the people in the room immediately knelt down facing towards the side of the room where a cloud of black smoke was hovering.
"Why did you call me here Mcnair!" The harsh, snake like voice reverberated of the walls shaking the chandelier slightly. I watched as the fog cleared and Lord Voldemort himself stood with a piercing glare shot towards the Mcnair.
"W-we found p-potter's m-mudblood, we t-thought she might have some useful information, my Lord." He stuttered, practically shaking with fear. This, unfortunately for me, drew everyone's attention to me.
"Ahh, I see. So little mudblood, care to tell us anything about your plans." Voldemort said pointing his wand menacingly at me. I stayed quiet, not wanting to say anything but also to scared to even look up from the floor. He must have noticed this and used the tip of his wand to lift my chin until my honey-brown eyes locked with his snake-like red ones. He asked the same question again, this time hardening his stare. Unpleased with my attitude towards him, I heard him whisper,
"Nagini, come."
I watched in horror as a massive olive-green king cobra, about twelve feet long slither across the ground towards us. The eerie silence was once again broken when he spoke again.
"Nagini, attack." Fuck, I thought to myself. And just as she was about to strike at me I screamed, "NO!" Everyone in the room turned to stare at me in shock, even Voldemort. Nagini lowered herself and slid towards me before curling herself around my neck and made a sound of content, falling asleep with her head resting on my lap.

Voldemort and everyone else for that matter was staring at me, mouths agape.
"It can't be." Narcissa muttered.
"What do you mean Narcissa." Voldemort seethed spinning around to face her.
"Well you see my Lord, we recently found our lost daughter who happens to best friends with Hermione here, the interesting thing is that she also found out that she was adopted and that her real parents were very dangerous people. Me and Lucius have been trying to figure out who her real parents are for months until we came to a suspicion that we were might know who they are. You see my Lord, Hermione here has the exact same birthday as the daughter that was kidnapped, not to mention she can speak parseltongue, which is extremely rare. So i believe that she is your daughter." She explained as if she was talking about something casual.

It was obvious that I wasn't the only shocked one, the majority of people staring in disbelief at her. Voldemort took another minute before turning back round to me. Grimacing at me considering that I do still have his snake asleep on me. He came towards me and pressed the tip of his long, skeletal wand to my forehead, whispering an incantation I don't recognise. I instantly felt like freezing cold water had been poured over my head, streaming down my body. Opening my eyes once the sensation had left my body, i stared at the Malfoy's in confusion but they just gasped, everyone else copying.

A few minutes past before Voldemort focused back on reality, noticing my confusion and conjured a massive full-length mirror. I stared at my reflection, shocked by what I saw. Now it was my turn to gasp. I now have waist length black curly hair, pale skin and one blue eye and one black eye. Freckles scattered across my nose and soft round shape, pastel pink lips. I was truly beautiful. Even my body had changed. I was no longer 5'1 but instead 5'5, my waste went in but my breasts and bum got larger, creating the most gorgeous hourglass shape. Even my bucked teeth had become straight and pearly white. I felt amazing.

Casting my gaze away from the mirror and towards the Dark Lord, who is obviously my biological dad, I smiled softly at him, which he surprisingly tried to match but instead created a kind of crooked smirk. It was quite funny so I burst into a fit of giggles, and when I looked up into his eyes I laughed harder at his displeased face. Once I calmed myself, I told the everyone on to leave the room to which they hesitated until my dad -that feels weird to say, I can't believe that he's my dad- glared at them, causing them to scurry out of the room leaving just us.

I looked up into his eyes and smiled, he just bent down to my height -he's 6'1 btw- and took Nagini off of me. He helped me up and pulled me into a hug. He then wordlessly did the same spell he did on me to himself and his appearance changed to one of a human.
"This is what I look like truly that other one is just a glamour to scare people," he explained. He was rather handsome to be honest. He had wavy brown hair and blue eyes, like one of mine. He was tall and muscular. He had similar freckles to mine and the same lips as me but his were slightly smaller. We just looked at each other before I whispered,
"Daddy?" And threw my arms around his torso, crying silently. He seemed to understand what had happened and pulled me in tighter whispering comforting things in my ear. I must of fallen asleep in his arms because the last thing I can remember hearing was 'it's good to have you back princess'.

A/n: sorry this is badly written lol.
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